Martin Springfield, a contractor from Earth, is hired to provide
advanced technical work for the New Republic space fleet. Martin is,
to say the least, out of place on New Republic since he has a much
different take on government than the New Republic model. As he says
during his questioning at the Curator's Office:
Rachel Mansour is a UN envoy. She is part of the CMID, the Committee
on Multilateral Interstellar Disarmament. Mansour has been dispatched
to New Republic. Springfield and Mansour are trying to do the right
thing (saving the lives of millions, themselves included) while caught
up in the tangle of a corrupt and maddening regime.
Burya Rubenstein resides on Rochard's World. Rubenstein is a
political dissident, organizer and radical journalist. Rubenstein is
also serving internal exile on Rochard's World.
What is bringing Springfield, Mansour, Rubenstein together on
Rochard's World? Not to mention trainee procurator Vassily Muller of
the Curator's Office. To answer that takes a little imagination.
Imagine a totalitarian system encompassing many planets called New
Republic. Imagine it imposing technology limits; no modern
communictions, no Internet. Imagine the bureaucracy and the secret
police.
Consider the New Republic's youngest colony world, Rochard's World, a
convenient place for those who ran afoul of the bureaucracy and the
secret police to be sent into internal exile.
Now imagine what happens when the Festival comes to Rochard's World
and telephones rain from the sky. Telephones which say "Hello? Will
you entertain us?" when you pick them up and provide your wishes when
you tell them a good story. For a population under technological
limitation this new phenomena was the catalyst for social upheaval and
social upheaval is something dispised by the New Republic rulers. Is
a cornucopia always a good thing?
As is the frequent behaviour of those in power, the rulers of New
Republic take drastic measures to retain their hold on power and
preserve the social order. The tactic they choose involves performing
the single thing which the Eschaton has explicitly and firmly
prohibited. A couple of things are known about the Eschaton; one is
that they are powerful enough to destroy solar systems and the second
is that they have placed a ban on time travel. If the ban is broken
the Eschaton will deliver serious repercussions.
Will the rulers succeed in restoring the old regime? How will the
populace respond? How will the space battle develop? What impact
will the device installed for the New Republic space fleet have on the
battle in space?
Charles Stross has written a fascinating tale drawing on a range of
ideas; the Singularity as popularized by Vernor Vinge; the ideas
flowering on the Extropian mailing lists of the 1990s; political
theory (often esoteric). He adds his interest in politics and his
ample imagination and skills as a story teller. Reading "Singularity
Sky" is a joy; for those familiar with the ideas it is fun to see how
Stross interweavers them; for others a great adventure awaits.
"Singularity Sky" is an adventure full of humor and wit. The story
moves along at a good rate and Stross is able to interweave the many
strands of the story. It is an adventure well worth jumping into.
You may have heard of Singularity Sky since it is one of five novels
in the running for the Hugo Award and Stross is one of the major new
figures in the SF arena.
"Government?" Martin rolled his eyes. "I come from Earth.
For legislation and insurance, I use Pinkertons, with a
backup strategic infringement policy from the New Model
Air Force. As far as employment goes, I am incorporated
under charter as a personal corporation with bilateral
contractual obligations to various organizations, including
your own Admiralty. For reasons of nostalgia; I am a
registered citizen of the People's Republic of West Yorkshire,
although I haven't been back there for twenty years. But I
wouldn't say I was answerable to any of those, except my
contractual partners - and they're equally answerable to me."
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